As Heather would say to Ellenwhen she complained about his cooking skills, "Nobody's perfect."Ellen could not have been happier though. She had a bea...utiful heathychild and a loving wife to take care of the old homestead and to keep herbed warn at night. Her business continued to thrive, she even had someof the Hollywood and sport types seek out her services. As the moneypoured in, Ellen moved her family into a new home, in a gated communityin the exclusive Rancho Palos Verdes estates. She. The bathroom was a long room with a sash window at the end and a pair of sinks on the right hand side, in the alcove at the far left end of the room was a richly tiled walk in shower. The shower was running, clouds of steam billowing from the alcove and in the corner of the shower was Carl sat on the shower seat on the back wall. On his lap facing me as I entered was Heidi her legs either side of Carl’s tanned thighs, bouncing up and down on his obviously engorged cock. As she raised herself. It took mesome time to accept my marriage was over."She moved in for a hug. It had been so nice seeing an old friend that Ihad forgotten about the bra I was wearing. She squeezed tight and-Oh, no! I felt her fingers, at first on the edges of the straps, but thenone of her hands pinged the strap."You're a bit bolder than you were back in the day," she observed."Look, Kat, it's been great catching up," I said, easing from herembrace. "But on your way out please don't tell anybody." What did I. “Bad boy, control yourself.” “Control myself. What does she think I am a fucking marble statue?” She comes in front and runs her fingers through my pubic hair, and under my balls. “Can I give you a trim? It will feel better for you.” “Why not? Might as well get all I can.” “Okay, come and lie down in the tub.” I look and see a bathtub across the room. I go over and lie down in it and she gets in and sits facing me. “Now put your legs across my shoulders and relax. Remember no funny stuff.” “I.